NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: it's not that, it's just that fighting tends to get pretty messy when magic is involved. Besides, if you start fighting, it'll take longer for Tal to get to us, time that could be crucial later on.

OOC: Good point, I could do that... but I think that you need practice with fights, so I'll start it anyway before he gets the message. For a fight, usually it consists of one person makes a move, whether its a swing, a spell, whatever. You can say something like "Tal swung at Beelzebub's head", but you can't say "Tal cut off Beelzebub's head", that's cheating. You have to give the other person a chance to dodge or block the hit. Its only fair to every once and a while take a hit, usually if it would be near impossible to avoid anyway. We can try fighting for a little bit so you can get the hang of it.

IC: Tal twirled his sword to his side. "You had better hope it's good enough." With this, Tal leaped at Beelzebub, spun in the air, and used a back-hand swing with his sword aimed at Beelzebub's neck.

OOC: it's not that, it's just that fighting tends to get pretty messy when magic is involved. Besides, if you start fighting, it'll take longer for Tal to get to us, time that could be crucial later on.

OOC: Don't worry, Tal isn't going to show his true power yet. He'll start with a simple sword fight.

OOC: works for me, just get ready for Zena to start yelling if he doesn't reply soon :D:D

OOC: works for me, just get ready for Zena to start yelling if he doesn't reply soon :D:D

OOC: Zena isn't the vengeful type, is she? Especially after seven years. Also, I guess no one cares about all the effort Tal put into the golden ribbons. Sigh. Don't include them anymore, its kinda late to. Except maybe the people in the garden, as that's the only way they can contact him.

IC: Just as Tal was about to lob off Beelzebub's head, Zena's message ran through his head. He jerked out of the way, as he was surprised to suddenly hear her voice after seven years. He was so shocked, he didn't even hear what the message said. She sounds different. Tal landed behind Beelzebub. I don't have time for her right now. Tal turned and made a sweeping slash at Beelzebub's legs.

Beelzebub blocked the angel's hit and swung a fist aiming for Tal's face.

OOC: am i doing this right?

OOC: Yeah, that's fine. Also, It's ok to do some things to your opponent, like throw them as I'm about to do, or sweep their legs out or something, as long as you give them a chance to recover. Also, as long as it doesn't do any real damage. Like this.

IC: Tal bent over backward to dodge the fist, then continued his motion to do a back-flip. He grabbed Beelzebub's fist with his feet, and threw him over his head at the cave wall, all before landing his back-flip.

Beelzebub landed on the wall, but quickly stood up and charged at Tal.

The demon swang his sword towards Tal's chest.

Tal blocked the blow with his sword, but the force of it sent him reeling backwards. He landed on his feet quickly. "Well, you do have physical strength, I'll give you that." Tal lept at Beelzebub again, but this time spread his wings at the last moment to glide over him and swing at the back of his head.

OOC: Sylvonia, go ahead and have Zena send another message to Tal. It won't be long before he gets bored and really tries to kill Beelzebub.

OOC: Can I assume you guys are still inside Umbra? Yes, you are inside him to an extent, that's why Tal walked in through a mouth.

OOC: well, we haven't gone anywhere, so go ahead.

Beelzebub jumps at his enimy and tries to cut off one of his wings.

An arm materialized from the darkness, its long claws shined in artificial light put out by the eyes around the two fighters and by the runes covering the arm itself. The arm went at high speed for Beelzebub.

Beelzebub jumps at his enimy and tries to cut off one of his wings.

OOC: I guess I assume that he jumped forward to dodge the blade, right?

IC: Tal pulled his wings in quickly, and barrel-rolled to bring his sword around and knock Beelzebub's away. (not out of his hand, just away from Tal) He landed on his hand, did a hand spring, landed on the wall of the cave between two eyes (Technically Umbra's stomach?) and lept back at Beelzebub, sword pointed straight for in between Beelzebub's eyes.

Beelzebub gets hit by the arm, yet still he lands on his feet.

Tal saw the arm coming, and instead of getting in Umbra's way, with a burst from his wings flew over Beelzebub and stayed up there.

More arms appeared and began charging for Beelzebub with great speed. A demonic roar can be heard in the backround coming from Umbra's mouths.

Beelzebub mutterd: "Cheat." and then said, "Come down and fight me you coward."

Beelzebub swings his sword at some of the arms, but mostly just tries to dodge them. He still gets hit by some of them.

"This isn't about you Umbra!" yells Beelzebub.

The figure that had formed earlier laughed at Beelzebub and his futile attempts. "So this is what thee Lord of the Flies is reduced to. Pathetic, trapped inside a prison controlled by a demon who he beileves is younger than he. There were demons before Satan fool, a fact you best keep in mind." The figure laughed as the mouths continued their ear-piercing wailing. "Now then, do decide whether to dispose of you here... or to chase after that annoying follower of yours... he's been annoying me... perhaps a sadistic bastard like him will appriciate my definition of pain."

OOC: This would be a good for Tal & Umbra to get Zena's message. I've got to go soon.

OOC: Sylvonia is gone right now, so I guess we had better pause.

OOC: I'm down with that

"I'm older than Satan too." said Beelzebub. "Haven't you been listening to me. I've been here since the Begining."

OOC: Sorry, computer battery died without warning. I avoided the ribbon because I needed to send a mass message. And yes, Zena can be vengeful when she wants to be, especially after one of her best friends had his soul ripped out.

IC: Zena sighed. "Nobody's replying." she said plainly.
"So try again." Josh said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Alright." People, we need help! Alehkra had his freaking soul ripped out and we need you in Ontario right now. her voice was getting louder in their heads the more desperate she got.

OOC: yeah ok. listen, i'm gonna be gone for a day, so if you get her message tomorro or later today, just leave. G'bye

"And yet I've existed as something much more.... You followed Satan, you were weaker than him, I was the one to banish a god!" Now claws attacked Beelzebub. The figure laughed at him more.

Calm yourself Zena and elaborate.... I'm fighting Beelzebub at the moment... you'd think a pissy elder demon that's busy trying to convert the churches of the world to Satanism would be more important than one person. Umbra let his thoughts loose on her in an angry tone, he hated to be disturbed by something he considered small while doing something he considered important.

Another thought came, What is it Zena...? Alehkra... What happened? It was Mirage, he was able to recieve Zena's message clearly now that he was paying attention.

Zena took a deep breath. Sorry. Alehkra and Joshua came and got Zozora and I from Rome and then we went to that demon calling himself the moon god and turning the werewolves against the humans. Well, he took Alehkra's soul and then we fled back to their soon to be fortress and now Deserea and Alehkra are together but we're trying to rally the old crew so that we can stop this guy before he kills everyone on the planet. Also, we have no idea how to stop him and Joshua can't see him very well because he's devoid of magic.

Tal tried to remain focused while talking to Zena. Can't it wait? Tal was also somewhat irritated, and had stopped attacking Beelzebub for the moment.

Umbra smiled, "A new possible target...?" He muttered. Devoid of magic. Ha, that is rich... he can only see things with a magical presence? Well this suits me fine, this possible threat to the future of religion may just have to wait... An empty soul sounds like the thing I want to hunt... BE warned, when all your followers are Satanist... someone will have to play hard. Beelzebub is trying to convert people, he tried it on Pyro, Tal, and even me...

Mirage came back, That is indeed troublesome. What both of you are saying, Pyro must remain in London though, Zena, you should understand. This Beelzebub character was terrorizes the city just recently, the people need their leader now more than ever. Celestial has people to look after as well, her nomads have just settled down. Gold has just gotten control of South Africe, he has friends to help him... his knowledge of anti-demon ttactics and participation in our last bout has given him respect. For now, you shall have Sharpshot, Lucian, and I to help you. I'm sorry there not more I can do.

Preferably not. The sooner you can get here, the better. If you need to finish up something, do it, but please hurry. Zena sent to Tal

Tal landed and folded his wings. "This is most troublesome indeed... what to do..." Tal was muttering to himself, a habit he had taken up after being alone the past seven years. "I suppose it is more important than this pathetic weakling... yes, I must go." Tal looked up. "You are finished Beelzebub. I will have a legion of angels sent here to stop you from converting the church. However, it seems I have more important matters to attend to. Umbra, if you wouldn't mind letting me out?"

The blackness receeded into the figure which then turned into the purple-haired, gothic figure that was Umbra. "Yes Tal, we must both go... for someone claims to be the god of the moon... this cannot be allowed." Umbra smiled, "I can track him wherever he goes, do not worry, my eyes are everywhere." Umbra shifted into his demon form, a massive suit of Demonic Armor with black wings, mostly black, as a few glowing purple feathers were here and there. "Now, we fly." Umbra exited the cave and took the sky, "Come Tal."

Mirage appeared behind Zena with Shaprshot and Lucian, "You called?" Said Lucian with a smile.

OOC: Gotta go take a shower. Be back in like 7 minutes.

Tal nodded, and took off right behind Umbra. "It will be a while before we reach our destination. If you don't mind, might I ask how you have been the past few years? It seems we have some time to talk."

Aozora scowled. "Yes, my wife did call. And you took your sweet time getting here, didn't you? Theres trouble about man!!"

OOC: By the way, would Bladedancer be with Lydia?

OOC: Back
IC:

"I've been fine. Nothing really changed, I travel the world to check up on people and slay demons that I find. A shame leeting a catch go... You may have noticed that some of your targets dissapeared without you ever knowing why, actually, a lot of angels may have gotten that. I'm never sure if you guys are after the same people I am." Umbra flew fast, he was wasting no time.

OOC2: Yeah, I was waiting for you to actually bring him in cause I started late due to someone... *cough* you can intro him.

Patrick was stunned for a moment before realising Aozora wasn't talking to him. "Well, Aozora, its been years, eh?" He noded to him then walked towards Edward. "You rang, I'm here. Whats the plan?" Edward shrugged. "Thats why we need everyone here, we need to make a plan." Patrick froned, then slung his duffel bag over his shoulder. "I need to get into my gear." He whistled a three bar tune, his two body gaurds materializing beside him. "You'd be suprised how many people are atuned to magic, if you need anything, talk to them." He wandered off towards the empty quarters.

Tal kept up with Umbra easily. After hunting demons for seven years, he had grown much faster. "I actually have noticed that. I never complained though. There was always a new one to replace it." Tal paused. "You left with Celestial, correct? How has she been doing?"

OOC: Okay.

IC: Just then Lydia walked up, on the arm of Bladedancer. She glanced among the group. "Hey, whats up with the ruinion? And why exactly is my mother howling like a banshee?"

Edward shook his head solemnly, his expression conveying all she needed to know. Just then Patrick returned, wearing a lightweight full body armor. "Well, Ed, what is wrong with Alehkra?"

"She's fine, she's learned to fight now, serious smiting and stuff like that. She's currently help our nomads settle down." Umbra said.

Mirage scowled, "Well soory Alehkra, but I typically don't do house calls." Sharpshot rolled his eyes, "We're here one way or the other, master is on his way now. I mean, Umbra is on his way now." Lucian simply nodded. He was 19 now, much different than before, he had a decent beard and looked like he'd been practicing with his parasitic weapon.

"It seems my friends have returned... Master- Umbra is on his way." His body was covered with scars and cuts from using his powers. "So, why are we summoned here?"

OOC: It was Aozora who said that. Alehkra is currently a souless vegetable.

IC: Lydia eyes widened. "Dad? Whats wrong with my dad?" Then she grinned. "Ah, can't be nothing bad. Daddies to damned tough to hurt." Suddenly she looked very nervous. "Right?"

OOC: I'm not sure, but in the OOC thread, did you mention that Umbra had married Celestial? Unless you weren't bringing that up on purpose.

IC: Tal nodded. "That is good to hear. Thats the sort of thing I'd expect her to do."

Mirage gave her a look, "You think we'd all be here if he was fine and dandy?"

OOC: Umbra's a little bit cold and closed at the moment because he had to let Beelzebub go. That's why he didn't bring it up.

OOC: Ah, that makes sense.

Lydia's eyes again widened and she clutched at Bladedancer. "Whats wrong with daddy? Please tell me its not too serious."

"Should I tell her or does anyone else want to do the honors." Said Mirage, he caught cold looks from his old group. Blade gritted his teeth, "Dammit Mirage..." Mirage looked at him, "His soul has been removed.."

Edward sighed and ran his hands through his hair. "Its... not good. Alehkra soulless. Got it torn out by a false god." Patrick recoiled. "Torn out by a false god? How could... why..."

Lydia gasped and buried her head in Blade's chest, sobbing. Aozora sighed, seeming to resist the urge to weep roght along with her.

Mirage yawned, "You left me alone for how long now....? If only it had been longer... But that aside, weeping can come later, right now, we need to plan. Gold, Pyro, and Celestial will not be attending the party I'm afraid." Blade looked up from Lydia,"W-Why? We need them!" Sharpshot shook his head, "We have to go without." Blade kissed Lydia on the head, holding her tight, "WHy would they not answer this call?! I demand to know!" Mirage then yelled, "Because they have their own goddamned problems! Each of them is somewhere in the world looked after large groups of people. Those people need leaders, those three rose to the task, they cannot leave their people behind!" Umbra's thoughts then echoed through the group, As I stated to Zena, a demon is trying to convert humanity to satanism... I thought an Elder demon was more important than a single soul but appearently I still have enough heart to come regardless.

Aozora sighed, assuming that Umbra could hear him if he spoke aloud. "Its not really a matter of a single soul mate. Religion at the moment is realy inconsiquentiel. I say, let them worship satan, hes dead anyways. However, this guy doesn't really care about who they worship, he just wants them dead. He says its his holy crusade, to release them from the torment that is life."

Patrick grunted. "He tries that in the RUS, he gets gunned down. Had multiple minor demons like that, refused to believe he was dead."

Edward walked over and patted Lydia on the back. "Don't worry, we'll find this son of a bitch and get Alehkra's soul back. Thats why were all here, to stop this guy."

Well why the hell do you think I'm on my way?! Plus I should rephrase, Beelzebub is the demons name. Satan second hand in command if you get my drift, anyway, people are being converted to worship him. And by him I mean Beelzebub. Anyway, I'm only helping a little, I don't want to turn around to fight one guy just to find the world in shambles... again. I also don't want to be left alone in a fight and have to rely on the rift guardian... again. So keep that in mind, I almost gave my life once, I'm not intending to repeat that, sorry but I love Celestial. Not you guys, you're allies, you're even friends... but I'm far from wanting to nearly die for you again.

Sharpshot rolled his eyes, "Shut up and just get here."

OOC: Going to bed in five.

OOC: Alrighty.

IC: Aozora shrugged. "Just making sure you understood."

This is Umbra you're speaking to. I'm far from being stupid, I thought you'd figure that out by now...
Mirage sighed, "Well whenever you all decide to move, let me know." He sat down with his legs crossed and began to meditate. Lucian stood next to Sharpshot without saying a word as Blade, now Aurora, tried to comfort Lydia.

OOC: And goodnight, and as I said to Tal, Umbra's just pissed right now cause he had to let Beelzebub go.

OOC: Oh dear, I HAVE missed a lot...

IC: Zena looked to the new arrivals. "Um, aren't we missing someone?"

OCC:it wouldnt let me in nationstates for like three hours !!!!!! ahhh

Kash threw his weapon to the side, it was a waste of time as he stared at the pale figure " So uhhh, I guess this is the part where I say I surrender?" he said slowly putting his hands up. He slightly squinted at Octavius.

Rollins drove out of Montreal and headed east, for Ottawa. He was looking for supplies and food. He shot a deer on the way, and that would keep him alive for a few more weeks. But he needed more supplies. he had plenty of ammunition. The roads were full of abandoned cars, he did check some of them, but they only had change inside them.

Tal's flight faltered a bit, but other then that he seemed fine. "Umbra, did I just hear you say that you love Celestial?" He paused. "I'm not trying to insult you or anything but.... I guess I never saw you as the type..... a lot changes in seven years, I suppose." Tal looked down at the ground. "It would seem like we are close. I can tell there is some angelic power ahead. I don't see how it could be anybody but Zena. Let's hurry." Tal put on an extra burst of speed. They would reach the others any moment now.

Umbra looked back at Tal, "Well yes, very few demons have the capacity. Of course, I'm not your average demon as you can see." Umbra watched as Tal passed him and quickly matched Tal's speed "I'm afraid to say I willbe going in and out of this battle. This moon god is one thing, but that doesn't mean we should give our other enemies a free do-whatever-the-hell-you-want pass."

Tal allowed himself a small grin. "Clearly. And you are right. It seems he has already influenced many churches, so I called in a favor. Raul, now Captain of his own legion, will be heading to Iceland very soon to take back the churches. That should make our job that much easier." Tal stared ahead. "I think I see the others. It seems we have arrived." Tal landed next to the group.

Umbra changed back into human form and allowed himself to fall. He looked more-or-less like a missle as he fell, due to his speed and the position of his body, but nonetheless rolled when he strick the ground and in the same fluid motion brought himself to his feet only to come to a stop right next to Tal. "Yes,I just did that," he said to Mirage, Sharpshot, Blade, and Lucian who were staring at him with bewildered expressions. "What the- showoff..." Said Sharpshot, the other nodded in agreement. "Well, getting back to the topic at hand...." Started Blade, still holding Lydia.

Tal looked around him. "You all have changed a lot since I last saw you." Tal looked around again. "May I see Alehkra?" Tal shook his head. "Wait, I am sorry. You have called me here for a reason. I will see him later. Please, let us finish the discussion first..... What exactly are we discussing?"

Mirage looked over, "Well other than what you already know, we're just waiting for someone to tell us when to move... basically."

Tal sighed. "So all we know is that he doesn't have magic, and he can steal souls. Why don't we just go kill him then?"

"Because the ability to steal souls is nothing to blow off. And this is Alehkra, though I'm sure most of his threats made to me and the others were completely empty, seeing as he goes on about how much strength he has only to be cut down by whatever this thing is, we need to wait for his pack to get ready to move. Or whatever..." Said Mirage, Umbra sighed, "I'm all for going now... I have other concerns and I dropped a lot of important stuff to come here. If I'm here, I want it to be for somehting quick and good, I'm not here to hang out."

Tal nodded. "I agree with Umbra. I am very busy lately. Also, if we strike fast enough, we can kill him before he has a chance to steal our soul."

Joshua shrugged. "If we'd wanted to hang out, we would have said so. And nobody is going to see Alehkra right now, Deserea wanted to be left alone with him. Or at least what's left of him. And am I to assume that Zena told you about my sight and that's why you're saying he has no magic?"

"Pretty much." Said Umbra.

Joshua sighed. "Well, what's done is done I guess. I still feel like we're missing people even though I know where they are. So do we have any ideas on how to kill him?"

Sigurd was watching the news.
"Many churches in Iceland have converted to demon warship lately." said the news reporter. "This newfound religion in our country warships the demon Beelzebub. They seem to be lead by John Arason, who used to be the bishop of the Icelandic Catholic church. Many churches outside of the capital area have also been converted, mostly by a Satanic missionary named Eric Olafson."

Beelzebub had possesed a politician. "Having a democracy isn't safe anymore." he said through the politician's mouth. It had taken him a while to master the Icelandic language, but he soon got the hang of it. "With all the werewolfs and wars in the world, the only safe thing to do is for us to become a dictatorship."

Tal turned. "If you all must wait, go ahead. I fight better alone anyway. If you could point me in the right direction, I'll be on my way."

Joshua snorted. "And let you risk fighting him alone? No way."
"Besides," Zena said. "You worked well with us in the Garden. There's no need for you to fight alone when you can work with us."

Tal shook his head. "I fought well? I had nearly all my men killed, Umbra almost died, while I was helplessly standing by. And I fought well? No, I was too weak. But that has changed. I am strong now. I can handle this on my own. I have too." He turned to Josh. "If I don't go now, I risk having any one of you, or all of you, die. I won't allow that to happen, not ever again. Now, if you won't tell me where the castle is, I will try to find it on my own. I'm not forbidding you to go to the castle. But I won't wait for you either." Tal glared, waiting for an answer.

"If you're going you bet I am too." Said Umbra, "I'm really bored right now."

Joshua stood firm. "I don't know if I could ever find him again. We got lucky the first time and found something odd among werewolves and humans. I followed Zena's tracing to him. Without that, I've no idea where he is."
"And I don't really feel like looking for him right now." Zena said defiantly. "We need to rethink this. If we just charge in there, he'll steal our souls and we'll have doomed the planet. Now if we go in with a plan, you can bet we'll be much better off."

Tal turned to Zena. "And how exactly do you plan an attack on something we've never seen before? For all we know he can only steal souls, and a sword in the back will finish him once and for all! I won't wait around idle while he steals more souls, if there is even a chance of me ending it all now!" Tal turned to Umbra. "Thank you. I suppose... if we aren't going to get any help from these... people, we might as well leave. It will take a while to find this castle."

Joshua groaned. "He steals souls, he has no magic, he looks disturbingly human and likes to read. We know he's a good orator because he made Zena slap him without lifting so much as a finger. What else do you want to know? I can probably tell you."

"I will go with you for support, for now though, it would be best to wait. I'm a demon, and you're an angel, if this thing were to strike again, it wouldn't be that unnoticeable. And for all we know, its trying to get our attention by playing on our worst habits, my wanting to hunt, and your dedication." Mirage nodded to Umbra, "That was a brilliant deduction Umbra. Very good."

Tal stayed turned away from Josh. "All I need is the location. After that, it is a simple matter of just killing him. Sure, he can steal souls, but if he can't touch me, he can't steal my soul, correct? Besides, from your description, he sounds rather weak. I doubt he could put up much of a fight. If this is all you know, it is time for me to leave. Don't expect to see me again anytime soon, if ever."

Tal sighed. "It doesn't really matter. I have my orders from heaven. I have to stop him from stealing any more souls as soon as possible. It may be a trap, but I don't have much choice."

OOC: I'm TRYING to stall for Mereshka to get some input on this as well as actually play him.

IC: "He's an outstanding speaker though. I don't think you want to go killing the werewolves he will doubtless have protecting him and if you try to kill him, they will come after you. But if you insist on rushing to your demise, fine." Zena said. "Josh, can you get me a map or a globe?"
"Sure, why not?" He grinned and spoke in a sarcastic manner. "One globe, coming up." And literally it did come up from the floor. "Maybe the moon is a bit much." he said, poking the model while Zena tracked him.
"I don't believe it. He hasn't moved an inch." she said in outrage.

OOC: I'm making it hard, aren't I? :p

IC: Tal sighed. "Disappearing is not a problem for me. If I don't want anybody to find me, they won't. I simply have to sneak in, kill him, and get back out. And isn't it good that he hasn't moved? It shows his stupidity. Now, if you don't mind, could you tell me where he is?" Tal paused. "Unless you intend to keep me from going?"

OOC: Yes, extremely.

IC: "Or it shows that he is capable of taking on most anything thrown at him." Zena remarked.
"And I'm pretty sure I could stop you." Joshua said. "It's hard to fly when you've got someone appearing on your back all of a sudden plucking feathers isn't it?"

Tal sighed again. Suddenly, he was gone. His presence couldn't even be sensed, anywhere. Suddenly, he was right behind Joshua. "I've learned a few new tricks over the past few years."

OOC: Not only can he mask his presence, which he could do already. Now, he can turn invisible! And yes, it was in the sign up thread.

"Now, now." Said Mirage, "No fighting amoungst ourselves. That's Blade's job." Blade looked up, "Y'know what....?"

OOC: I knew that, but how was Joshua supposed to know.

IC: "You're good. But magic leaves traces. At any rate, all we've said is he hasn't moved, we didn't say where he was. And the earth is a big place, he could be anywhere." Joshua grinned. "For all we know, he has some ability to do something we would consider magic, without actually having magic."
"Oh relax Blade. It wasn't meant to be mean. Was it?" Zena asked.

OOC: I know, just making sure.

Tal turned to Mirage. "Do I seem the type to start a fight? I was just showing him that it is harder to find me than he would thing." He turned back to Josh. "Weren't you listening? That is what I have learned to do. I can hid myself, and my magic, as you call it, whenever I want. I am untraceable. And if you won't help me, I will just have to search on my own." Tal turned to where Zena was. "And what about you? Are you going to tell me where to go, or will you try to stop me too?"

Mirage threw his arm around Tal, "Aww c'mon, you know what I meant. Perhaps argue is a better word but whatever."

"I can stop you by omitting his location from my speech." Zena grinned. "You're not the type to scour entire continents looking for a needle in a haystack."
"And every being is supposed to have a spark of magic in them." Joshua said. "Except the obvious. Anyway, you disguised you current position, but your previous one is a tattle tale of outrageous proportions. But if you insist on going, I'll bring everyone." he caved, but didn't go anywhere yet.

OOC: Yes, I'm spouting shit, deal with it.

Tal looked at Mirage with wide eyes. "Mirage... wow, you really have changed. And for the better." He turned back to Zena. "You're half right. I wasn't that type of person. But I have changed as well. And I will scour the entire earth for a thousand years, if that is what it takes. Unlike you, I am... immortal." He sighed. "I suppose you might as well know why I don't have any men with me. I am no longer a Captain. And I never will be again." He turned. "So, after somebody tells me the location.... and Mirage releases me, I will be on my way."

OOC: I already did, by killing your cat. Check the Demons & Angels thread.

Joshua rolled his eyes. "Didn't you hear me? I said I'd take us all there. Who wants to stay here?" he asked.

OOC: No, YOU check the thread. I already posted a response to that.

Joshua rolled his eyes. "Didn't you hear me? I said I'd take us all there. Who wants to stay here?" he asked.

OOC: No, YOU check the thread. I already posted a response to that.

OOC: Someone's a little touchy today.

IC: Tal nodded. "If the others are not ready, you could send me ahead. I can't guarantee I'll wait up though."

"Which is why I'll keep this death grip to your neck like a dogs tail to its hindside." Said Mirage.

OOC: You want touchy!? YOU WANT TOUCHY!? actually, I'm good, just check D&A again.

IC: "No, we'll go as a group." Joshua said firmly, waiting for replies from the rest. "Is there anyone that wants to stay behind?" he asked one last time.

"This is your last chance." said Sigurd while pointing his shotgun at the bishop of the Icelandic National Lutheran church. "Convert to Satanism or I'll blow your damn brains out." The bishop, who was old and relied on the support of his priests, looked behind Sigurd, at the priests. Some of them nodded, some of them shook their heads, and one of them had already been shot. "Okey then." he said, still unsure what the priests wanted him to say.
"Good." said Sigurd and turned around. "If any of you will not accept Beelzebub as your new master, I will torture you to death. Is that understood?" One of the priests yelled: "Never you Sadist heathen!" Sigurd shot him. "Any one else got a problem with demons?" he asked. The priests all shook their heads. "Good."

Tal glared at Joshua for a second, then sighed. "Very well. Just let me know when you are ready to leave. And please hurry." Tal turned around. "And feel free to let me go anytime, Mirage." Tal walked about twenty meters away from the group and sat down on the ground.

OOC: Feel free to take some time getting ready, especially waiting for Mereshka.

OOC: I need to run a few errands anyway and I work at 4 central time. Also, check D&A, I'm waiting for you to respond to what I put.

OOC: gotta go.

As Tal walked away, Mirage let him arm slide off.

Meanwhile in SA:

Gold had spent years making sure people were alright, agriculture was back. People had what they needed, for the most part. Life wasn't great but it was bearable. A voice came through his armor, which he still wore when outside, "Gold, Iceland is converting to Satanism. Assistance request." Gold answered the voice inside his helmet, "You know damn well I can't." The voice came back, "Well I had to try. Others are being send in."

OOC: I did.

Tal was watching the group. It seems they all have moved on from the past... they all have good, fulfilling lives now. That is good. Tal's mind began to wander. It had done that a lot over the past seven years, especially since he had not talked to anyone over that period of time. His mind drifted back to the day that he returned from the garden to heaven...

OOC: Sylvonia, you could have Zena somehow hear his thoughts if you want... this kinda explains why Tal's been acting all funky, and he can't tell anybody about it, so its the only way anybody would know. I'll post what it is after you decide on whether or not you want her to hear it.

OOC: Sorry for being gone mates, Jolt was giving me problems.

IC: Aozora sighed. "Alright, so now that we've got that all sorted out, perhaps we should get on with it, hmmm?"

Meanwhile, Methua was listening to every word they were saying. While they were there, he had learned the unique feel of Joshua and Zena's souls. Through them, he could ear both them, and everyone around them. He grinned. They were rather reckless, especielly the angel. He thought e could simply sneak up on him and kill him? He couldn't help but laugh. No, halting his crusade would not be so easy.

OOC: OOO, I could have some fun with that! :D

IC: Zena looked to Tal. We haven't moved on. We still feel what happened that day, losing almost 200 good men is hard on all of us. We just did something you didn't, we're living so that their loss isn't in vain. If all we did was mope about, we'd be stuck, but we are living for those that died. (OOC: Hope that's not too intrusive. :p)
Joshua meanwhile looked around. "No takers? Alright then, off we go." The group vanished only to reappear surrounding Methusa. "I figured I should be around to pull them out if you try anything again." Joshua glowered at the soul eater.

Methua grinned. "Ah, hello Joshua. Back so soon? Got a plan already, do we? Please, enlighten me on how you plan to kill me, seeing as how I am obviously so weak." He said the last with a grin towards Tal.

Eric Olafson returned to Sigurd Morningstar. "There, I've done your stupid missionary work. Now can you leave me in peace?" he said. "No, Eric." said Sigurd. "I am going to kill you." He pointed his gun at the missionary and pulled the trigger.

Umbra lifted an eyebrow, "Okay... so this is the guy? Fair enough..." Mirage too was curious, "And let me guess, we all burst fourth with our combined attacks or something?" BLade wanted to cut the man down where he stood but was silent and still for the moment. Sharpshot and Lucian still stood side by side, saying nothing, only observing.

Methua raised and eyebrow. "Oh? All four of you? You know, those odds seem rather uneven. Perhaps you should find more allies first, hmm?"

Beelzebub was in his cave. He had stolen some new clothes. He was tired of wearing the old clothes he had worn in London. Now he wore black jeans, an extreamly offensive T-shirt, combat boots and a leather coat. He was very found of the coat, he had always liked being around something made out of dead animals. He was smoking one of Iceland's finest cigars, wich, comared to what he was used to in England, was just a regular cigar.
"I have compleated my mission, my Lord." said a voice behind him. Beelzebub turned around, and saw Sigurd on his knees.
"Good. Now I need you for another mission. I've already taken ower the church, now I just need to take ower the government." said Beelzebub and blew cigar smoke into Sigurd's face. "Many of the politicians on this island are too strong minded for me to posess them. I want you to kill all the politician's families. That will make them metally unstable and give me the power to take ower their minds." said Beelzebub and Sigurd left. Beelzebub took the cigar out of his mouth and thought, This cigar tastes like shit.

Hell Guardian, an elite organization that had survived the demonic war. Now they picked off straglers. Two helicopters were on their way to Iceland. They contained four soldiers and one of their best onborad. Whoever had been responsible for what was happening in Iceland, they were bad at being discreet.

Beelzebub was at a gunstore. The owner of the store was hanging up-side-down and his head had already been removed. The demon took a pair of pistols, loaded them and stuck them in his pockets. He also filled one of the pockets on his jeans with bullets.

The two helicopter touched down, the soldiers jumped out. They were dressed in camo and wore very thick body armor. Each one was equipted with assault rifles, pistols, and grenades. "Alright, everyone move out to the city." Just then another man stepped out, he began taking cases out of the helicopter and stapping them to his body. "Well boys," he said in a british accent, "I looks like some heathen have been sentenced to death. Let us cleanse this place."

Sigurd looked at what he had done, with pride. He had broken into the Prime-Minister's house and hanged his wife and six children in the kitchen. Beelzebub will be pleased, he thought.

The men were now in the city, quaint, small. They would stand out, at the moment that's what they needed. The elite with the soldiers was a tall man, his feature hidden by his trenchcoat. He had a loarge metallic case on his back and another in his hand. His blond hair blew in the wind.

Beelzebub was standing behind a wall to avoid being seen. He tried to get into the minds of the soilders. He tried to see if any of them was mentally weak enough for him to control them.

OOC: If you want, you can let Beelzebub posess one of your soilders. If you don't want that that's totally cool. Just tell me wich one.

OOC: Nah, these guys are ike hardened demon hunters. And the elite guy detects all forms of demonic energies, note he can't pinpoint, he only detects the presence.

IC:

"Hodl your positions boys, something's 'eer. Can't tell where, it ain't wanting to make itself seen. But it be here, so at least we know this wasn't a bust eh?" The man said, the soldiers put the bullet proof screens of their helmets down. "Whatever your orders sir, we follow you." The man smiled, "Good to 'ear lads. Very good."

Beelzebub quietly pulled up his guns and lit himself a very, very big cigar, that he had been saving for quite a while.

"You boys 'ead back m'k? I think I can handle this one." The soldier nodded and moved away to the other side of the street, their weapons drawn and ready. "Okay sir, we won't get involved lest we need to." One of them said, the man smiled, "So you gonna show yourself? Or you gonna sit there an' do nothin'?"

A loud voice said: "So, you have a name, solider? Or are you just some blonde idiot who thinks with his fists?"

OOC: No, Sylvonia. I meant that Tal was going to think about what happened directly after the garden, what happened in heaven. But, seeing as how Josh took us there already, I'll save that for another time.

IC: Tal had been so deep in thought, he had completely ignored Zena. Now that they were with Methua, Tal stood up. "Well, to be blunt, the ability to steal souls by itself it pretty weak. If you can't catch your prey, it doesn't matter if you can finish them off in one blow. So, is there anything you would like to add, or should I just attack you now?"

OOC2: Tal isn't exactly thinking straight, he's somewhat distracted.

The soldier laughed, "Well as you 'an see, I don't have myself armed so the fists doesn't apply. As for my name, well it'll be a test to see if you can get that far. You might as well come out from behind that corner," the man turned to face him, "Since you 'cided to speak up I know you be hiding. Now 'ome on! Stop being a sissy an' get out 'eer. I wanna see ya face to face."

Captain Raul and his 100 men headed toward Iceland. Tal had informed him of what was going on, and Raul planned to put an end to it. They landed in front of a smaller, recently converted church. Raul walked forward onto the steps. "Repent of your sins, O' ye of little faith! Repent and be saved!"

The demon now jumped up on top of the wall. Cigar in his mouth and pistols in his hands. He fired both of them at the same time at the soilder.

The soldier didn't move even as both bullets struck him. "Oh? Well now, isn't that nothing out o' the or'nary? A demon attackin' suddenly fro' behind a corner. Too afraid to take me 'ead on. I don't blame ya mate." The solder just laughed again.

" What the Hec are you?" said the demon.

Captain Raul and his 100 men headed toward Iceland. Tal had informed him of what was going on, and Raul planned to put an end to it. They landed in front of a smaller, recently converted church. Raul walked forward onto the steps. "Repent of your sins, O' ye of little faith! Repent and be saved!"

OOC: do U want me 2 B the people in the church?

The soldier brought his arms back, his left all the way to his right, his right all the way to his left. Then he swung them outward realeasing what one could only imagine to be, thousande of blades, looking almost like spears of light flying from his hands. They shot out at incredible speed for the demon, "Too close for comfort." The man said as the mystical weapons flew forward.

Beelzebub let himself fall backwards. One of the blades slightly tuched his forehead. He could feel the cold blood on his face. "You're a demon, aren't you?!" he yelled.

The man laughed even harder, "Demon? No my friend, no demon. I'm simple a priest who doesn't appriciate the likes of you in my world is all." The man smiled, "You look like you're havin' some trouble. Have you no familiars to summon up? No avatars? My, you aren't on the same level as Umbra are you? Yes, I know all about that man, one of my friends is one of his friends. I neve have met the man 'imself but I've 'eard he's quite th' somethin'."

Sigurd had herd gunfire and was now driving as fast as he could towards them. He knew something was wrong, becouse usually when someone shot a gun in that city, it was him.

"Sir, imbound vehiclecoming to our position." Said one of the solders, they were now backing into an alleyway, one covering their backs and the other three looking forward. The man smiled, "So you do have a familiar? Well bring him, I wish to see this man you rely on."

"Well priest or not, your not human." said Beelzebub. "And since you are so powerful, why don't you fight me like a decent warrior, you coward?"

OOC: do U want me 2 B the people in the church?

OOC: Oh, I wasn't trying to imply that or anything... If you want to, sure, go ahead, it'll make things more interesting.

When he got to the soliders, Sigurd steped out of his car. He pulled up his shotgun and said, "Who the fuck are you?"

Raul looked around. He could have sworn he had heard gunshots. He motioned to two of him angels. "Go find out if that was gunshots or not. If it was, find out what happend." "Yes sir!" they answered simultaneously. The flew off into the air after the noise, towards where Beelzebub was.

"A coward? ME? Well you can go back to hell demon, you came out from behind a corner and shot me didn't you? FIght like a man, you worthless piece of inhuman shit. There's no reason to fight you like a mna, you aren't one." He then turned to the man who'd gotten out of the car, "I might ask the same of you my firend. It's rude not to introduce yourself first." The soldiers were silent and there guns were up and pointed at Sigurd. They said nothing.

OOC: Oh, I wasn't trying to imply that or anything... If you want to, sure, go ahead, it'll make things more interesting.

OOC: ok

IC: An old man dressed in black with a pentagram hanging around his neck stepped out of the church. He said a few words in Icelandic but then realized he was talking to foreigers so he went back into the church and returned with a teenage girl, dressed in a black robe. "Can I help you?" said the girl.

OOC: The angels weren't disguised or anything, but I guess I will have them disguised as humans now.

Raul and his 98 remaining men were stunned. He decided to keep his disguise on, if only for the moment. "Hello. We are looking for the local Christian church. We thought this was it, but...." He motioned towards the old man's pentagram.

"A coward? ME? Well you can go back to hell demon, you came out from behind a corner and shot me didn't you? FIght like a man, you worthless piece of inhuman shit. There's no reason to fight you like a mna, you aren't one." He then turned to the man who'd gotten out of the car, "I might ask the same of you my firend. It's rude not to introduce yourself first." The soldiers were silent and there guns were up and pointed at Sigurd. They said nothing.

"You damn hypocrit." said Beelzebub. "You make a buch of blades appear and attack me with them, and you tell me to fight like a man. And now your telling my servant to introduce himslef when you didn't even tell me your name, you bastard."

"You don't know the definition of the word idiot. You said to 'fight like a man,' you aren't one, and you came around a corner to sneak attack me. You are the hypocrit, as for your servant, as apart of anyy decent culture, you introduce yourself before asking the identities of others. Or are you stupid and weak. Shooting an unarmed man you knew nothing about with two pistols.... Pathetic."

OOC: No, Sylvonia. I meant that Tal was going to think about what happened directly after the garden, what happened in heaven. But, seeing as how Josh took us there already, I'll save that for another time.

IC: Tal had been so deep in thought, he had completely ignored Zena. Now that they were with Methua, Tal stood up. "Well, to be blunt, the ability to steal souls by itself it pretty weak. If you can't catch your prey, it doesn't matter if you can finish them off in one blow. So, is there anything you would like to add, or should I just attack you now?"

OOC2: Tal isn't exactly thinking straight, he's somewhat distracted.

Methua had to fight from laughing. This angel was truly an idiot. He thought that just because soul stealing was the only thing he'd shown so far, it was the only thing he could do. Well, he would just have to dissuade the poor man of such a foolish notion. He reached down under his desk, and pulled out a large scythe, and stood up. "Well, no need to mince words, angel."

Umbra held out his own hand and his own large scythe appeared. He laughed, "Looks like mine's bigger."

Methua shrugged. "And I care about the size of your scythe, why?"

"Why the Hell does everyone pick the word 'pathetic'?" said Beelzebub and came out from behind the wall and shot at the solider until both his guns were empty.

"Oh we aren't really Satanists." said the girl. "It's just the former Catholics and the people outside the capital area that realy worship demons. We just pretend to do it 'cause otherwise this fat guy is going to kill us."

Methua had to fight from laughing. This angel was truly an idiot. He thought that just because soul stealing was the only thing he'd shown so far, it was the only thing he could do. Well, he would just have to dissuade the poor man of such a foolish notion. He reached down under his desk, and pulled out a large scythe, and stood up. "Well, no need to mince words, angel."

Tal raised his eyebrow. "I figured as much. You had to have some talent, I suppose, to make it this far." Tal pulled his sword slowly. "You are a very interesting person. You have no magic, and yet you have some abilities, I can see. It is too bad you are one-of-kind. No, it's too bad you are evil, and must die."

Methua appeared honestly surprised at Tal. "Me? Evil? Why I am the most holy man ever to live!! Think of all the poor people who would be doomed to the torment of life, were it not for me. No, my friend, it is you who are evil."

OOC: What'd I miss?

"Why the Hell does everyone pick the word 'pathetic'?" said Beelzebub and comes out from behind the wall and shoot's at the solider until both his guns are empty.

"Oh we aren't really Satanists." said the girl. "It's just the former Catholics and the people outside the capital area that realy worship demons. We just pretend to do it 'cause otherwise this fat guy is going to kill us."

Raul sighed. "Well, you don't have to worry any longer. I will have my men guard this place." Raul signaled, and every one of his men ran and formed a perimeter around the church. "I think this will do for a base of operation." He turned to the girl. "I have to leave for a little for... reconnaissance. And could you tell him to remove that pentagram before I go?" He motioned to the older man. "I find it somewhat offensive." Raul smiled softly. Suddenly, his wings appeared, and he shot off into the sky, leaving behind a single feather floating in the air.

OOC: I gotta go, sorry

OOC: The group is confronting Methua at the moment, and theres something going on in Iceland. I didn't read through it all though.

The soldier spun around sending another barrage of spears at the demon. This time there were three times as many and they flew in every direction to make them impossible to dodge. The man spun agin sending more of them out "Pathetic is the term for people like you who are weak and cannot 'cept it." He had no care for the bullets that hit him and continued smiling.

Umbra smiled, "You haven't spent much time around humans have you? Its just a phrase to break the ice. Don't take it too hard."

OOC: I'm off as well, if something happens, my chars will unfortunantly be playing the role of keeping watch.

Methua appeared honestly surprised at Tal. "Me? Evil? Why I am the most holy man ever to live!! Think of all the poor people who would be doomed to the torment of life, were it not for me. No, my friend, it is you who are evil."

Tal glared at Methua. "I'm going to explain something to you. Have you ever wondered why God allows some people to disobey him? Ever wondered why he lets evil into the world? It's because he gives his people a choice. Do you know why he can do that? Because he gave them life, he gave them bodies, he gave them souls. Not you, him. Therefore, it's up to him when they lose their life. Their souls belong to him, and nobody else."

Methua snorted. "Souls belong to noone. As soon as my holy crusade is finished with, I shall release the souls I have taken, and they shall be free to wander."

Joshua snorted. "Trust me, you're ending people's lives, making their loved ones miserable before you kill them too. You're as evil as they come. And a soul belongs to the person it's in."

Methua sighed, "And the best of men are the most despised." He muttered to himself.

Methua snorted. "Souls belong to noone. As soon as my holy crusade is finished with, I shall release the souls I have taken, and they shall be free to wander."

Tal sighed. "If you aren't going to listen, then there is no point to this. Tell me, do you ask permission before stealing somebody's soul? Do they even want to be liberated?"

Methua raised his eyebrow. "Of course not. They will of course foolishly cling to their own torment, as one who has been kidnapped develops feelings for her kidnappers, or a babe longs to remain inside the womb, yet it is best that it is ended."

Tal shook his head. "And who are you to decide what people need?"

"He thinks he's on a holy quest." Joshua mocked. "And yet God, who we've proven time and again is the one true god did not send him and even forbids what he's done. He's in no position to decide what people need."

Methua laughed. "Oh? And explain to me, how you have 'proven', that yours is the one true god? He is a god, I will admit, but one and only? Hardly. And I'm don't think theres anything as a 'true' god."

Tal simply continued to glare at him. "There is only one true god. You are simply an impostor. Now, if you aren't going to listen to reason," Tal raised his sword, "then you might as well die."

Methua shrugged, and lifted his scythe with little apparent effort, despite the fact that it was bigger than he was. "Well, if you are going to attack me, I suggest that you do it, rather than make emtpy threats."

Methua shrugged, and lifted his scythe with little apparent effort, despite the fact that it was bigger than he was. "Well, if you are going to attack me, I suggest that you do it, rather than make emtpy threats."

OOC: Are we in Methua's study or something, like with a desk in the middle between the group and Methua?

OOC: Yup, its a pretty large room though.

"Tal, back down." Zena warned. "Unless you have plans on dying."
"Let me think, perhaps the fact that God cannot tell a lie, and neither can his angels without falling leads me to that conclusion." Joshua said.

OOC: and didn't I say something about us surrounding him when we entered?

OOC: ok then, that means it's go time. btw, i gotta get off in about half an hour.

IC: Tal nodded. "So be it." He lept toward Methua, kicking his desk at him in mid-air, then flying over the desk that was still flying at Methua and slashing at his head.

Methua grinned slightly, and dissapeared, and reapeared behind Tal. He struck at the back of Tal's head with the butt of his scythe.

Joshua groaned, not being able to see half the action. "Will you two just stop?" what seemed like roots sprang to life holding the two attackers.

Tal ducked under the butt, but not before it scraped the top of his head. How did he... can he blink? Tal realized he was going to have to be serious if he was going to win. While he was ducking, he kicked backwards at Methua's knees.

Tal immediately hacked off the roots. "Joshua, this fight does not concern you! Leave me be, unless you are against me!" Tal's face was livid as he turned back to Methua.

Methua used the back end of the blade to catch Tal's leg and spin him, aiming a kick at Tal. The roots, meanwhile, simply dissapeared from around him.

Tal caught the foot with both hands, and spun it around with him.

"No, I will not butt out." He retorted. "I saw what he did to Alehkra and if you had you wouldn't be fighting him." one of the roots attempted to take Methusa's scythe while more tried to get Tal's sword.

Methua again dissapeared before he even began to spin. He reapeared right in front of Tal, attempting a slice at Tal's head.

Tal rolled under the slice, then hacked the roots Josh had conjured. He then jumped backwards, and landed right next to Josh. "Stop."

"No, I will not butt out." He retorted. "I saw what he did to Alehkra and if you had you wouldn't be fighting him." one of the roots grabbed Methusa as he flew through the air and took his scythe while more tried to get Tal's sword.

OOC: Check my post mate.

OOC: Check my post mate.

OOC: fine, but mine is before yours...

Tal rolled under the slice, then hacked the roots Josh had conjured. He then jumped backwards, and landed right next to Josh. "Stop."

"I will when you two stop fighting." he growled.

OOC: No, I mean the one that says the roots around him dissapear.

OOC: No, I mean the one that says the roots around him dissapear.

OOC: Oh, well, there's still the ones that went for Tal, plus new ones aren't a problem.

"I will when you two stop fighting." he growled.

Tal shook his head. "I thought so." He swung the butt of his hilt at the back of Josh's head.

OOC: Do you mind if I knock him out?

OOC: I'd obviously prefer not, but I can deal with it.

IC: Josh colapsed as the sword hit him and the roots vanished from view. "Good night." he said dazedly as he fell face forward, a sickening crack sounded like his nose breaking.
"Tal!" Zena screamed, eyes aglow. She used her telekinesis to throw Methusa and Tal to opposite sides of the room and try to strip them of their weapons.

OOC2: Yes, I went for the dramatics. :p Deal with it.

OCC: Did you reply yet Mereshka?

OCC: Did you reply yet Mereshka?

OOC: Maybe he needed a pre-bed nap, he hasn't said anything for a while. :p

EDIT: or not.

Methua's eyes narrowed. "That is not very nice, young lady." With that, he entered Zena's soul, and caused her to feel excruciating pain. Nothing was actually happening, but she would feel as though she were on fire, iside and out.

Tal kept a strong grip on his sword, and simply passed though the wall. There was a pause, and he came up behind Zena. (he has his presence disguised during this hole ordeal.) "Zena, please. I didn't hurt him, I swear. I need to do this. Please don't-... Zena?" (thats the part where Methua came in.)

OOC: We on the big fight? Summary if anyone pleases.

Zena began to scream like Deserea had as she forced Tal back from herself and dropped to her knees. Unable to stop the pain, she reached with psychic hands and tried to choke Methusa.

OOC: We on the big fight? Summary if anyone pleases.

OOC: Tal attacked Methusa and knocked Joshua out, now Zena took his place and they're fighting like hell. Also, Methusa has a really big scythe...

OCC:it wouldnt let me in nationstates for like three hours !!!!!! ahhh

Kash threw his weapon to the side, it was a waste of time as he stared at the pale figure " So uhhh, I guess this is the part where I say I surrender?" he said slowly putting his hands up. He slightly squinted at Octavius.

OOC: Sorry mate.

IC: Octavius smiled slightly. "Yes, that would probably be smart, now wouldn't it?"

OOC: We on the big fight? Summary if anyone pleases.

OOC: Maybe I'm wrong, but I thought that this would somehow be interrupted, and everyone would leave or something. In other words, there would be a final battle later, after everyone has gotten together, and this wouldn't be it. maybe.

Kash looked from side to side if anyone was coming to his side " So uhh..are you umm gonna torture me, cause I don't have any information, I think" his hands were behind his head as he stared at this seeminly pleasant pale figure.

Zena began to scream like Deserea had as she forced Tal back from herself and dropped to her knees. Unable to stop the pain, she reached with psychic hands and tried to choke Methusa.

Methua smiled slightly as the invisible hands of Zena met resistance inches from his throat. He then increased the level of pain. Aozora shouted as Zena screamed, "Hey!! What the hell are you doing to here." He rushed at Methua, drawing his katana, and bouncing away from him a few feet away. Then Aozora dropped to his knees as Methua did the same thing to him as he was doing to Zena.

Kash looked from side to side if anyone was coming to his side " So uhh..are you umm gonna torture me, cause I don't have any information, I think" his hands were behind his head as he stared at this seeminly pleasant pale figure.

Octavius raised his eyebrow and cocked his head. "And why, may I ask, would I ever do that? You haven't done anything wrong so far, so there is no reason to torture you."

Zena's hands began to force their way through whatever resistance Methusa had when her husband was attacked. "Nobody attacks my family." she groaned, beginning to fight the pain.

OOC: Ah, so its a little skirmish, I see.

IC:

Patrick drew his side arm. "Oy, false god!" He fired several rounds into him, more intent on luring him away from the others then actual harm. "Don't scare me, c'mon, lets dance."


OOC: Kind of Ironic, since Patrick is taunting a false god while he's about forty two.....

IC:


Schatten watched the conflict from afar, staying in the shadows to avoid Being drawn into the conflict himself. Master, that is a tricky one. He is one of the sentients who killed satan Schatten's form shifted, a smokey rendition of the fallen lord of hell drifted in the shadows. He will prove more resilent then you might think.

OOC: Maybe I'm wrong, but I thought that this would somehow be interrupted, and everyone would leave or something. In other words, there would be a final battle later, after everyone has gotten together, and this wouldn't be it. maybe.

OOC: Yep, thats the way it'll be.

Tal's eyes snapped open. "Zena!" Tal ran forward, and, unsure of what he was doing, using his ability to pass through objects, stuck his hand in her head. Since she was magic, it wasn't quite the same as what he was used to. He managed to draw the pain Methua was sending to Zena, and a little even of what was sent to Aozora, into himself. His body felt like it was filled with fire, but he refused to scream, gritting his teeth instead.

OOC: Since Zena was fighting the pain anyway, you could say she just didn't notice him. Also, this is a good time for her to get that memory I was talking about earlier. She maybe just doesn't realize it until after the battle? What do you think, Sylvonia?

Aozora gritted his teeth, and stood up, taking after Zena's example. Methua looked on in puzzlement as Aozora struggled to reach him. The invisible hands were once more pushed away, and Methua said, "Why do you struggle? Let go of life, and escape the pain."

Octavius raised his eyebrow and cocked his head. "And why, may I ask, would I ever do that? You haven't done anything wrong so far, so there is no reason to torture you."

Kash lowerd his arms to his sides " Well, I pulled a trigger with the intent of you being on the ground in a puddle of blood, second you got to be the most peaceful werewolf ive ever met, all the others try to kill me " he said with a pitiful laugh "ha...ha." he lowerd his head in defeat.

Zena shivered a bit as her mind connected with Tal's briefly. "Thanks Tal." She said, now able to think clearly without the pain. She sent another surge through the psychic hands trying to get to Methusa.

OOC EDIT: Ya, can do, let me edit this post.

OOC: Umm Mereshka, don't know if you noticed, but I posted something at the tail of last page.

Octavius sighed, and lifted up two fingers. "First off, you probably invaded their territory or made threats. Secondly, I'm not strictly a werewolf."

OOC: Gotta get off for a little bit mates

OOC: Gotta get off for a little bit mates

OOC: Aww.

Tal's body began shaking, but he was sure to keep his arm still. (the one in Zena's brain.) He couldn't talk, but he managed to send back a mental message. Don't worry about it. But I don't think I can keep this up. Tal's eyes had rolled into his head, but still he refused to scream.

OOC: Gotta get off for a little bit mates

OOC: Ah well. Gives me a chance to play the new game I bought anyway.

Octavius sighed, and lifted up two fingers. "First off, you probably invaded their territory or made threats. Secondly, I'm not strictly a werewolf."

Kash slightly smiled "Ya, but it was humanity's first, your not?, I could have sworn you were going to kill me a second ago, so your a human good " he said walking up putting his hand out, unaware that this person was in fact something more than a human.

The soldier spun around sending another barrage of spears at the demon. This time there were three times as many and they flew in every direction to make them impossible to dodge. The man spun agin sending more of them out "Pathetic is the term for people like you who are weak and cannot 'cept it." He had no care for the bullets that hit him and continued smiling.

Umbra smiled, "You haven't spent much time around humans have you? Its just a phrase to break the ice. Don't take it too hard."

OOC: I'm off as well, if something happens, my chars will unfortunantly be playing the role of keeping watch.

Beelzebub jumped behind the wall, but even as he did so one of the blades hit his leg. "Damn it. Pull up a real wepon you bastard." he looked at his guns and thought, This isn't working, I'll have to try something ealse. He trew his guns away and pulled up his sword. " I am Sigurd Morningstar." said the man from the car, pointing a shotgun at the solider. "Now tell me who you are, you stupid Christian."

The soldier laughed again, "Very well, since you've awaked your manners. I am Alexander Silverkin, divide being and ascended. A soldier of light and a banisher of darkness." He held out one of his hands, a blade of light formed in it. "As for your demon master, he obviously doesn't like his weakness, isn't that right? You fight with a ranged weapon and use sneak attacks and get angered when I rely with my own attacks. You're not a very effective demon are you? I've seen others much better. Now then, let's get to fighting, you seem to like shooting people in the back, let's see how you fight head on." He laughed again, "As for you human, I suggest you stay out of this, unless your master is so weak he needs a companion. Or if you can dodge with such impressive ways. Yes. That is right, I've just complimented you Beelzebub, Lord of te Flies, Satan's second." He laughed again.


OOC: Forgot he was still holding those two metal cases, let's assume he put one of them down and the other is still on his back.

Beelzebub pulled the blade out of his leg and walked passed the wall. With his slight injury he didn't walk as fast as he did before, but he was still able to fight. "Step aside Sigurd." he said. "Yes my lord." said Sigurd and went back into his car. "So, tell me Silverkin," said the demon, pointing his sword at his adversary. "What are you? An angel? 'Caus you definetly can't be human."

"So, you are human." said Beelzebub. "Very well then. That just makes it easier for me to take your life." He kept walking towards Alexander. "But don't you ever make comments on the Morningstar again, or I'll chop your bleedin' head off."

OOC: This is supposed to come after what Greywatch said, I don't know why it didn't.

The man laughed, "As much as I appriciate the compliment I'm not. I'm a human, at least to th' best o' me knowledge." The blades that he sent out faded, he dropped the second case off his back. He held the sword of light in his hand firmly. "Anyway, you look like more th' aggressive and sneaky type seeing as you took two backstabber moves at me. If ya don't get where I'm goin' listen here. You obviously don't seem like the type cut out for head-to-head combat." He laughed again, "I on the other hand am perfect for the job. Though may I suggest you try bein' a little more descrete? You obvioulsy can't believe you're gonna go around screwing with people and get away with it do ya'? How d'ya think your master got 'imself killed?" The man smiled, "He brought the attention of the world on 'im and over-stepped his boundaries thinkin' no one was going to rise up an' stop 'im." The man then cocked his head, "So, whatdaya gonna try now?"

"So, you are human." said Beelzebub. "Very well then. That just makes it easier for me to take your life." He kept walking towards Alexander. "But don't you ever make comments on the Morningstar again, or I'll chop your bleedin' head off."

OOC: This is supposed to come after what Greywatch said, I don't know why it didn't.

OOC: ok this is better

OOC: I'll try this again
IC:

The man laughed, "THE Morningstar, I wasn't aware it was title. Your empty threats mean nothin' to me." He held out his other hand letting a second blade form. "So then, are we gonna do this then? I've been very patient so far." He took his sword and held them in a cross, "And don't think that because I'm human I'll be easy. There are still a few things in this world that both demons and angels don't understand." He laughed again, "So then, your move."

Beelzebub swung his sword at Alexender's neck.

Alex easily blocked the blade before thrusting his own forword at Beelzebub's heart, or where a heart would be. Basic demonslayer training was to try the heart first.

Beelzebub knew he would try to attack his heart, becouse he had been fighting off demonhunters for more than 50.000 years. He quickly blocked Alex's attack and than stabbed towards his opponent's stomach.

Alex wasn't completely aware of who or what he was fighting but he did know the basics. Attack the vital organs... of course. He spun quickly bringing the sword in his right hand to Beelzebub's head while keeping the sword in his left behind his back.

The demon easily dodged Alex's sword and then swang his own at Alex's chest.

Alex smiled pulling the sword from behind his back and allowed the sword to go into his chest before stabbing one of his own blades into Beelzebub's foot with enouhg force to make the blade go through the foot and into the pavement.

Alex smiled pulling the sword from behind his back and allowed the sword to go into his chest before stabbing one of his own blades into Beelzebub's foot with enouhg force to make the blade go through the foot and into the pavement.

OOC: this dude is really weird

OOC: Thankyou

Beelzebub ignored the pain, as he watched his sword go into Alex's chest. He twisted the sword inside the human.

Alex laughed, he let go of his sword and grabbed Beelzebub's forearm with a significant amount of force, enough to break a human wrist. He pulled the demon a little closer while bringing his other blade down on Beelzebub's left shoulder.

This time Beelzebub really did scream. He pulled his sword up and cut Alex's chest open.

OOC: Alex is dying, right?

OOC: Not exactly, in my mind the sword didn't go too deep in the first place, plus elite demon hunters do have some regenerative qualities. Plus he has kinda an advantage...
IC:

Alex allowed himself to let go of Beelzebub and jumped backwards as the sword came up. His body had taken significantly less damage as a result, he continued to smile. "Honestly, a bullet don't do it and you figure a sword will do much better?" His coat was torn where the sword went in and was ripped out. There was blood on the coat. "Your guns must really suck. Now would you look at that. Tore me bloody coat now didn't ya? Damn, well now that just suck don't it?" The swords of light stayed where they were as he talked.

Beelzebub pulled the swords of light out of his body. "My guns were made by mortals, like you, Silverkin. I created my sword by my self. Back when I was more powerful." He threw one of the swords at Alex's head.

The sword broke apart and vanished before even coming close to Alex, "You seem to think my own weapons will hurt me. The other sword broke apart into white shards that quickly covered Alex's wound and began healing it. "That would explain it all wouldn't it? A demon using human weapons... asking for failure I see?"

"This aint human, damn it." Beelzebub mutterd as he charged at Alex, ignoring his wounded leg.

"No, its not, humans would be afraid." Alex muttered as he repeated his first attack, sending more high-speed blades of light out in a barrage at Beelzebub. This time the windows of the building they were next to shattered along with the wall from the force of the attack.

OOC: gotta go

OOC: ok

The two angels Raul had sent after the gunshots landed on a building next to where a demon and a human were fighting. "What do you suppose we should do, report, or get involved?" "Why not both? I will stay, you report to Raul." "Agreed." One of the angels flew off, while the other continued to watch the fight. Just then, the windows on the building shattered from the humans attack. The angel brushed the shards of glass out of his way with his wing. This is no ordinary human. Perhaps he doesn't need my help. He decided to wait a bit first.


OOC: This is a no-name char, aka he is killable. Just don't make it too easy. I'd like to at least have him live a little bit.

OCC: I just wish Mereshka was online a little more often, so I could get everything suited out and be able to adventure and stuff.

Beelzebub was thrown to a wall by the blades. Some blades, stuck into his body. It wasn't until now that his cigar fell out of his mouth. For a second he didn't move, but then he stood up. He pulled a blade out of his cheak and said, "I really hate it when you do that."

"Well if you hate it, why bother using a direct attack?" ALex was smiling widely, he then looked behind him. "Boys?" The soldiers looked over, "Angelic contact! Everyone prep!" On of the soldiers said. Alex turned away from the angel, that wasn't his concern at the moment.

"Well if you hate it, why bother using a direct attack?" ALex was smiling widely, he then looked behind him. "Boys?" The soldiers looked over, "Angelic contact! Everyone prep!" On of the soldiers said. Alex turned away from the angel, that wasn't his concern at the moment.

OOC: Are the soldiers going to befriend the angel, or attack him?

IC: The angel looked down. "Seems I've been noticed." He jumped down from the building, and with a flap of his wings landed softly on the ground.

OOC2: Also, with Methua... I think that either Mirage or Josh should get them the heck out of there. Wait, I knocked out Josh... oops. Well, maybe Mirage could, after Sylvonia and Mer come back perhaps?

OOC: Tal, with an organization with members bred to kill demons, an angel to them is, EVERYONE FORGIVE ME, a gift from god.
OOC: Mirage reporting for duty.

IC:
The soldiers watched the angel and saluted. "Sir, if you'd like we will update you on the current situation."

Taishi looked down from a small hill as he watched the small band of people below him look towards an angel.

'Doesn't seem to be a single demon here,' he thought to himself. 'Maybe I should move on,'

OOC: Are you near my guys? 'Cause if so, the explosions and Alex fighting Beelzebub should be enough to get anyone's attention.

OOC: I'm near you. I'm trying to hunt down the last of the demons and I came across you.

OOC: Ah, I was making sure.

OOC: Can we move on please? You can find me if you want to.

The angel raised his eyebrow, and smiled. I like these people. He returned the salute. "Please do."

People were starting to crowd around Beelzebub and Alex. Well, now I can't lose. thought Beelzebub. He was too compeditive. He couldn't resist to show off a little. He removed most of the blades from his body, and then jumped at Alex with signifigant speed, swinging his sword towards Alex's head as hard as he could.